A normal day for me, however another huge lesson taught to me today.
I was delayed into work today because of the snow storm. When I walked into the office, I made sure I said hello to everyone in the office. I know they are not used to the cheerful persona, because I handle all the finances and the last 6 months have not been pretty. One of my co-workers told me last week that I needed to start drinking coffee so I would be perkier in the morning. Ha!! I blew him out of the water this morning.
What a difference a happy persona can make. I'm sure they thought I was on something, but it was nice to be asked how my weekend was, how my day was going and hope the rest of my day goes well. As I was about visiting my grandma, taking Shae to the doctors office, I said hello to complete strangers for most of the day. It was awesome!!
Which leads me to the lesson of the day.
As Shae and I were leaving the grocery store and loading our groceries in the back of the car, I hear a small boy crying out for his mother. I turn into the direction of the cry and a little 3 year old boy is running down the middle of the parking lot crying out to his mother. I stopped and observed the child to wait and see a loving mother chase after him to snatch him up because he escaped from her while she was loading the car. Waited........Waited............No mother!
He was now 2 cars away from me and I had parked towards the back of a grocery store parking lot. I saw the panic in his eyes and I immediately asked where his mother was. He bolted in between the side of the cars and so I closed the trunk and started to walk toward him. As I got closer, he came back out from hiding in between the cars and he was terrified. I listen to hear a mother calling this boy's name and nothing. I walk next to him and tell him that I would help him find his mother.
Cautiously, he took my hand.
I didn't want to walk him back to my car, in fear of scaring him that I was going to take him away, so I start to scream for Shae to get out of the car. She had buckled herself in and was waiting for me to get in the car to go home. Finally Shae turns and sees me and jumps out of the car wanting to know who my new friend was?
We walked the boy back up to the grocery store, when I hear a woman yell up ahead "he's mine!" She wasn't perplexed or afraid as she casually walking out of the store when easily he had been missing 3-5 minutes. He hugged her and they walked away to their car. I grabbed Shaeler's hand and cried as I walked her back to our car.
2 Things kill me about that situation:
1. What kind of mother allows her child to run freely to be able to run to the back of the parking lot of a grocery store and not be afraid that someone would snatch that boy right up and take him away or hit him with their car while backing out?
(I will save that discussion for another day)
2. And most importantly, why was I the only one that stopped and took the time to help a helpless little boy? There were people everywhere and no one stopped to help him but me.
What kind of world have we come to that we won't stop to help each other, not even a small child?
Are we too busy in our own personal lives to help out a fellow human being? Have we become so numb to the situation that not even a child deserves our time?
I'm sorry, but not me! I feel even more empowered to stop and help those who need my help some how some way. I bet the mother was appreciative but that boy was probably more thankful than he could ever express. Slap the good Samaritan cape on me because if I can help then I will. And that's the kindest thing I can ever do!